Su Xiaoxiao looked at the Saintess steadily from upstairs. "The Saintess has become so powerful, but this move…"
This was her father-in-law's move. He had used it to deal with the Saintess.
If the Saintess learned this move, did it mean that… the Saintess had recovered her past memories?
"Saintess…"
The Saintess still maintained her grip on Xiahou Yu's throat in the deep pit.
The sound of bones breaking came from all over Xiahou Yu's body. The blood in his chest surged and he could not help but vomit a large mouthful of blood.
"Damn it…"
He was completely… unable to move.
This woman… was also a puppet.
Where did it come from?
She was so fast and powerful. She killed Qing Luan in one move and injured him in another…
Xiahou Yu looked at the Saintess coldly.
The Saintess raised him high and threw him down heavily again.
"Uh-ah—"
